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I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Scars of the past
Aimee’s P.O.VHe slammed the door behind him, leaving me alone in the dimly lit room. I stared at the empty space where he had stood, puzzled by his behavior. Why was he cold to me? And why did it hurt me? I felt a dull throb in my neck as I touched the mark he left on me. Oh, right. The stupid marking.Hey Kira. I mind link, closing my eyes in concentration. Do you have any idea why Beta Damien is angry with me?She yawned in my head, sounding like she had just woken up from a deep slumber. “I dunno. Do you want me to mind link his wolf? The marking bond was completed while you were unconscious and I can… talk to him if you want.”Did I really want to go that far? I pondered, fingering the edge of the envelope he’d dropped on my leg. It felt like something intimate between two mates. I’ve taken too much from Ella already and she didn’t even hurt me for it. Bonding with his wolf felt too much like a betrayal to her. My stomach churned as the memory of her hurt expression after she saw
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! See who dies first
Aimee’s P.O.VMeeting your future professor at an exclusive party and spilling a drink on his jacket. Check.Said Professor flirting with you right after. Check.Running out on him because your jealous mate was stomping off. Check.Damage control anyone?“Breathe Aimee.” I felt his breath hot against my ear and the breath stuck even deeper in my lungs.How does anyone breathe in situations like this?“In…out…in…out.” Professor Blackwood sounded amused as he rubbed his hand over the top of my back and why wouldn’t he? Here he was teaching a full-grown woman how to breathe. Thankfully, my brain followed his lead and before long, my lungs remembered how to draw in breaths and I almost fainted with relief as oxygen flooded me.From the corners of my eye, I noticed a woman, slightly older than me, moving towards where we stood.I discreetly inched away from the professor, my cheeks heating as I realized how our posture might have seemed to an onlooker. First days aren't always the best.Si
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Who sent you?
Ella’s P.O.VWe both fell dead silent as the door clicked open. Standing jaw slacked at the doorway was Aimee with tears staining her cheeks. The golden light from the room cast shadows over her face, making her look like a haunted ghost.My heart was beating so fast it hurt to take in the next breath. Had she heard everything Damien and I were arguing about? My stomach flipped and the meal I had earlier threatened to erupt from my lips. If she knew I was responsible for her rape…then all my plans would come crashing down.“Hey…” I whispered past the lump in my throat.She slowly drifted into the room, dropping her bag by the door. “What was that all about?”I looked up just in time to catch Damien’s flinch as though he’d been slapped in the face. His eyes held so much hurt when he glanced at Aimee but when dropped those eyes I’d grown to love on me, they were filled with something that made me taste ashes in my mouth. Hatred, disgust.“Aimee…” he said softly, in a tone laden with ten
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Alpha Logan or Warrick
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I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Pack affairs
Logan’s P.O.VDamien shadowed me as I stepped into the quiet diner, my annoyance growing at the familiar faces of the wolves of the Blood Moon Pack. As usual, they had chosen to hold the meeting at the east border, whilst claiming Joe’s diner was neutral territory. Pussy, I thought as I swung into the seat at the head of the long table with all the swagger of a lion marking it's territory. They knew better than to take that seat. Damien settled into the seat by the right of me, facing the Beta of the BM pack.“I really do hope this is a friendly meeting.” Ethan Blackwood ventured, his gaze shifting between Damien and I. He was the Alpha of the pack we shared the east territory with. They were on my father’s list of pack’s to conquer and raze but lucky for them, I became Alpha before he got to it and signed a treaty with them. Well, unfortunately for them, it was all coming to an end.“We’ll see.” I finally said, pausing when one of the waitresses approached the table. She opened her m
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I'm Not Yours, Alpha! A new partnering
Ella's P.O.VIt has been a week since I found out Katie was missing and the panic has drained out of me when I got the description of the men they'd seen around her that night.Clean cut, handsome and Alphas. Warrick was none of that. Ugly. SCARRED, were better adjectives to describe him. He was the leader of misplaced rogues and as much as that sounded beautiful, he wasn't doing the world a favor. He blackmailed rogues… minor rogues mostly and used them for his benefits. If you were a boy, you'd automatically become one of his goons but if you were a girl, well he'd sell you off as a sex slave.That was the life I lived before I escaped with Katie's help. She was recruited into Warricks Abyss and we bonded during one of the food fights.Warrick's men liked to do something sick but they found it highly entertaining.Flashback:Amid a barren landscape that seemed to have forgotten the vibrant colors of life, the air hung heavy with a nauseating blend of misery and decay. Broken tents
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